As I said in my bio, when one is diagnosed with a disease from which recovery is not an option, it can really ruin your day. It changes life’s context.  And, from that moment on, it colors your world forever.

Take, for example, this quote from a fabulous book by David Mitchell called Cloud Atlas:

“…He who would do battle with the many-headed hydra of human nature must pay a world of pain & his family must pay it along with him! & only as you gasp your dying breath shall you understand, your life amounted to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean!”

Yet, what is an ocean but a multitude of drops?

This is the closing of the novel, whose main theme is the predatory behavior of humans; how humans abuse their power over one another, whether it be individuals, groups or nations.

These two closing paragraphs are brilliant, because the reader can drop into context anything about humanity or human nature and still come away with a powerful, positive statement.

Being Bipolar gave me another shade to the context and theme of this book.  The comparison of Bipolar to a many-headed hydra is apt and just too obvious to overlook.  I don’t think I need to delve into how many moods the Bipolar spectrum encompasses. Bipolar can  shade everything in your world, sink its claws in to every thought, every theme you read and color every relationship you have.  Bipolar is predatory.

But, the part of the above quote that resonated most is, “…family must pay it along with him!”  Yes, it’s true.  Family and to a degree friends who choose to remain in a Bipolar person’s life must also pay the price.  I am so fortunate to have a family that is willing to help me navigate through the waters.  A family that gives me the context to realize that I am not a miniscule drop, but an important part of a larger whole.  Thank you, family.  For that I am eternally grateful.